I look at him and I see the sun
The giver of life
Of warmth
Of light
I fear I pale in comparison
For I am just a moon
Who can only reflect
A fraction
Of what the sun has given me
How could I ever be enough for him?
When he lives amongst stars that can shine just as brightly as he
How could a moon ever hope to be a star too?
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Liberosis
PoesíaThis is a collection of poetry I've been writing. These are pieces that come from my heart, my experiences, my life. These are for me as much as they are for all of you. If you can relate to these, I'm sorry. This is your trigger warning.
